Chapter 32: He is a monster! (1/2)
Seeing Li Yao mad, tearing all the muscles in his body time and time again, Sun Biao's eyes were a little tranced, his thoughts flew more than ten years ago, and he fell into long-lasting memories.
Deep in his pupils, Li Yao's stubborn figure seemed to gradually overlap with another tall figure, turning into one body.
It wasn't until a soft call came from the lower right corner of the light curtain, and the wrist shook slightly, that the old man came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva, moistened his somewhat dry throat, shrank into a corner that Li Yao couldn't see, and opened Linghe. Real-time dialogue function of transferring books.
A clear and beautiful figure, mixed with a hint of chill, appeared in the center of the light curtain.
”Lao Sun, you have already taken that kid away. Thank you so much this time!” Si Jiaxue thanked very sincerely.
Sun Biao smiled and said, ”Little Xue girl, you have come to me through your father, this old man, what else can I say? But what is the relationship between you and this kid, and why do you want to help him?”
Si Jiaxue frowned slightly, seemingly reluctant to get involved with Li Yao, and seriously explained: ”Old Sun, I have nothing to do with this little rascal, but I asked him to repair an old-fashioned crystal left by grandma the other day. Brain, it was because of this incident that he had a conflict with the mad dog of Hellenlie. In the final analysis, this matter was caused by me. Of course I can’t let him be bitten by the mad dog of Hellenlie, otherwise, who will still be bitten by him in the future. Dare to associate with me?”
Sun Biao raised his eyebrows and put on a playful expression: ”It's that simple? It's not Xiaoxue girl, do you like this kid?”
”He? How could it be!” Si Jiaxue laughed blankly.
Sun Biao was taken aback, and said, ”Even this kind of best product is impossible, Xiaoxue girl, your vision is really not so high!”
Si Jiaxue smiled lightly, turned the subject away, and chatted casually between the old and the young. When Sun Biao cut off the communication and looked up again, he heard Li Yao roar hoarsely:
”The seventh group, start!”
”Is this monster really able to wear'give up' and complete ten sets of squats?” Sun Biao was so surprised that his scalp was a little itchy. He scratched his scalp while thinking. After a while, he found a name in the address book and sent it out. A book about Linghe.
Soon, a virtual crane flew slowly from the lower right corner of the light curtain, spreading its wings, and transformed into a clear three-dimensional figure, which was the demon sword Peng Hai.
He lay comfortably in a large bathtub with a large fruit plate floating in front of him, taking a bath very comfortably.
Peng Hai smiled and said: ”Old man, I am going to have dinner with you in the evening. By the way, do you know if you have any ‘monster-level’ students graduated from Chixiao No. 2 Middle School in the past few years?”
”Monster level? In recent years, there have been no particularly good seedlings. They are all ordinary. I have to think about it! Hey, let’s put this aside, let me tell you some explosive news first-do you remember a dozen? The'give up' that I specially refined for you a year ago?” Sun Biao rubbed his hands, trying to startle Peng Hai.